Just Maybe (a.m fanfic)

Chapter 17

Bea's POV

"I'm only going because you said the boys want me to ..." I harshly said through the phone.

"Now goodnight Austin." My voice grew in rage.

He thinks that I'm his friend again ?! Ha! No!

"Night but why can-"

"I said GOODNIGHT, Austin." I emphasized on goodnight as ending the phone call before he can speak again.

Why would he think we're friends again?

Just because I'm going to his concert doesn't mean were buddy buddy again.

The fact that he called me and didn't apologize, made me feel furious.

I thought he would, but i guess i was wrong.

Does he even understand why I'm mad at him?

If he wanted to be my friend again he would have to explain everything that happened these past 2 years.

He would need to earn my trust back again.

The next day.

Today consisted of me waking up at 4 pm, feeling stressed free and relieved.

No work, No school. Today feels great.

Everything started feeling depressing when I got a call from Alex.

He quickly told me that the show started at 7 and ended at 10.

"After the concert, we can ride the rides in the festival .." Alex spoke happily.

"Since the festival's still open." He uttered as if I never been there before.

"I know, Alex .." I said. "I've been to that festival several times ..." I reminded him as he said oh yeah.

"Okay yes !" He spoke excitedly. "The gangs getting back together !! .." I smiled.

"Anyways, I have to go ... I'll see you later Bea." He mumbled then hung up.

I laid back down on my bed and stared at the ceiling.

2 more hours. I got 2 more hours to sleep then I'll get up. I told myself as I felt my eyes slowly closing.

Slowly falling into limbo.

•••

Have you ever had one of those dreams where it seems like you've been dreaming for hours, but its actually been 10 minutes?

I had that right now.

Once I closed my eyes, I dreamed of Becky G being at the concert.

Yeah Becky G ... Austins ex girlfriend. The one who cheated on him for another guy.

That Becky G.

5:15 I read my alarm clock as I got up and got ready.

I put on a pair of tribal shorts, a casual grey fitted v neck, black ankle flats and my light brown satchel.

My satchel is my life. I have everything in it.

My contacts, hair ties, lotion, perfume, my old glasses just in case I run out of contacts.